I just came across this obituary when browsing the internet. As fellow Scots, Alan and Isobel were my friends when living in Vancouver. I lost touch over the years and often thought of them but that was before communication was so easy by email. My heart is so sad for you, Alan, and I wish you peace in your sorrow. 

It has been just over a year since Isabelle left us, but her memory remains strong through her many ingenious and whimsical art creations.  They will be my friends for ever.  She was my soul mate for over 55 years and is in my thoughts every day.  I am still living in the house we built together 30 years ago and enjoying her company through her many exquisite art and furniture choices.  

What a woman! What an artist! Isabelle was the most creative person I’ve ever met. Nothing was too obscure or impossible for her to create and her untamed wild imagination combined with great skill and exquisite artistry brought forth such marvelous works.  Whenever I think of Isabelle I think of sardine cans. I mean, who creates works of art out of sardine cans?! Only Isabelle!  I had such wonderful times exhibiting Isabelle’s art at the Ferry Building Gallery over the years. We shared many stories and laughs and I also loved visiting her studio to see all the works in progress. What a creative genius Isabelle was and what a humorist! 

I first met Isabelle when I joined Harmony Mountain Singers, a welcoming "tenorina" with Scottish accent and humour, and, very soon, carpool buddy.  We always  looked forward to singing together and really looked forward to our Tuesday night car rides. We'd often be so engrossed in conversation  (or laughing so hard at something said) that we'd miss the exit off the Upper Levels. Luckily there were no accidents! When choir wasn't in session we'd get together for walks, talks, cups of tea and, thanks to Alan, the Sun crossword puzzle.  We even worked at learning the guitar and recorder. 
 Our Isabelle was always a loyal, supportive friend to all. I miss those times and I really miss her.

I join you and your family in grieving the loss of your dear mother Isabelle. She became a wonderful addition to my group of artist friends. I felt very lucky to have crossed paths with her. We immediately knew we'd get on well when I first met her to view a potential gallery space at Pemberton Galleries. We'd often have a chuckle over how hard it was for me to get to the gallery because of other life happenings, yet we always managed to find time for tea when I did get there. I could ramble describing things I enjoyed about Isabelle as a person but you are well aware of her cleverness. We shared many family stories, so I feel a tiny bit endeared to each one of you. We were able to joke about the trials and tribulations of life and secretly I often wished she was my mom. I loved our connection and we made little notice of the years between us.


My heart aches and occasionally smiles as I think of her throughout the days as I enjoy creating art in my home studio. Embarrassingly I am not able to hold my composure at funerals, celebrations of life or memorials. I chose to spare you all the extra distress of my sobbing. It took me a while to find the right words for this email, so I apologize for the delay. The only regret I have is not having the opportunity to meet any of the family.

There are so many things to say about Isabelle. I had the great fortune to have Isabelle as my neighbour at home on Pasco Road and also at our Pemberton studios. As you all know she had a fabulous wacky sense of humour and everyday I was amused and delighted with her ideas for the next piece. She had such unwavering respect for artists and was always a great support to everyone. She had the ability to make every friend, new and old, feel really special. 

She had the fierce love of a mama bear for Neil and Michael and her four grandsons. We talked often of how happy she was to have two daughter-in-law’s that she loved so very much. 

Alan, what can I say. She told me so often in these last years how wonderful you have been. 

Isabelle was the most dependable friend I could ever wish for. 

She was gracious and generous, honest and open and was willing to share her joys and her challenges. We repeatedly saw Isabelle rise up to difficult situations with  courage and dignity. Her incredible strength was always present and I know it taught me so much. 

Sue Hetherington

Isabelle and I met when our children met. I am still indebted to the kind way that Isabelle welcomed my daughter and I into her family. I enjoyed all the times we spent together and Isabelle's love of all kinds of art. We had so many smiles over becoming grandmothers together and watching our grandchildren grow. She will be missed.

When I first walked into Isobel's studio I knew I had found a kindred spirit.  I too am an assemblage artist.  Her work  was exquisite and her technique unmatched.  I loved her little workshop and we would sit in the comfy chairs and talk art for hours.  
My last visit with her at the hospice was fabulous.  I had to admit I was nervous and she had lost quite a bit of weight but as soon as she spoke I knew she had not lost her feistiness! She was quite open with how she was doing and what her plans were.  
I brought some work I was currently working on and as always she gave me encouragement and advice! She was also still creating by knitting.  She always came to visit me when she had a trip over to Strathcona and we would often go out on photo shoots around the hood.  I am lucky to have three of her pieces which I will treasure always. 
I will miss her terribly. 

AVIS DE DÉCÈS

Isobel Procter

9 décembre 1942 – 16 août 2019

Hollyburn Funeral Home

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